Missing, missing and missing...

My Desaria People.

Weird, but true. Was always saying "I wanna go home~" to Liza and SYazee and whoever would listen to me when I was in KL.

Now that I'm back home sweet home in Brunei, I kinda miss Desaria. Well, the "people" in Desaria atleast.

On a whole different note... I need to get my ass whooped back into shape. Pronto.

Successfully managed to procrastinate exercising for almost half a year. And on a 26 year old, It ain't flattering. I wud've been abled to pull this off 5 years ago, even 2 years ago. Now... *shudders* You wouldn't wanna know.

In the meantime, shall leave you with photos..

Last PR class for the semester

Liza, hard at work in my "Favourite" Multimedia 7 lab *grins*

My pathetic attempt at Badminton

First meal back in Brunei - JOLIBEE GOOOOOOD

Sushi Tei!!!!

So Long No Exercise.

My muscles are no longer limber.
Was having lunch at uni when I saw two African dudes playing badminton in the plaza. Thinking I could match their so-so athletic capabilities, I strolled up and asked if I could play with them for five minutes.

5 seconds and one badminton racket later... It was my ass that's being kicked.
Sad bit was, the guy barely moved from his spot and I was a running mess.

This calls for yoga marathon sessions and daily 5km jogs.
When I come back in February, am gonna go find the guy and ask for a re-match.

I WANT A REMATCH!!
huhu...

In the mean time, I just want to day dream *smiles*

*WAVES*

So Happy I'm Hopping

Assignments ALL DONE.

Exams ALL OVER.

How can I possibly not be happy?

This was written a few weeks ago, when all the workload seemed impossible. When small hurdles seemed like mountains (yes, i can be so dramatic like that) huhu:

-Troubled-

These are nights
when moonlight pierces,
interferes
my deepest inner sanctuary.
Memories worth a quarter of a century
violated
through darkened navy midnight skies.
These are nights,
when the moonlight seem to blind
and the stars glimmer with mock.
Nights,
when moonlight - cruel and raw –
unearths
what hurts the most
and its starry companion
blink back with jeer.
These are the nights
I sleep - uncertain and lost - in fear.

-Hadthiah Hazair-

Bubbles of randomness

I feel the urge to write.
But i don't have a single coherrant string of words to make into a poem, nor anything sufficiently memorable to write down.

I feel slightly depressed. I blame Liza.
She's always harping about how depressed she feels, it's rubbing off on me.

Usually a drizzling Saturday puts me at peace, but today, it seems to just be mocking me. I feel depressed.

My emotions are pulped up, smashed, beaten, torn.
No particular reason, just one of those days. *sigh*

I feel like shouting, but i dont have anything to shout out.
Screaming, but my voice betrays me.
Crying, but I'm not saddened.

Cheesecake might help. Perhaps?

My no teeth smile, he says...

Webcamming On MSN with Eric:

Eric says:
then u can't smile
Tir, says:
i can do the no teeth smile
Eric says:
no
Eric says:
no
Eric says:
no
Eric says:
like orang gila
Tir, says:
i think its endearing
Eric says:
no
Eric says:
STOP
Tir, says:
gee.. it cant be THAT bad
Tir, says:
exaggerating much?
Eric says:
maybe u ask ur friend
Eric says:
lemme know what they think
Tir, says:
of my no teeth smile?
Eric says:
yeah
Eric says:
APE
Tir, says:
U ARE MEAN
Tir, says:
hahahha
Eric says:
hutan borneo
Eric says:
original
Tir, says:
gila!
Eric says:
if u have botak hair definitely orang utan
Tir, says:
hahahha
Eric says:
don't do too much
Eric says:
after u get used to it
Eric says:
then god help u
Tir, says:
u can stop being mean
Eric says:
lol
Tir, says:
hahhahah lol

Hutan Borneo Original??

Hahahha, god help me indeed.

The Tir,

xoxoxo

It's a beautiful dawn

Been a while since I woke up before what it seems like the rest of the world.
I love watching the lights go up through other people's windows as I watch from a careful distance, wondering what it must be to be in that person's life.
Do they wake up with the same daily worries as mine? Do they stretch in bed before they turn on their lights? Miss somebody the moment they awake?

A security guard was watching me from below. Probably, doing the exact same thing... wondering what makes other people tick. What the individual world is like when each awake from temporary death. Unlike the rest of the people I watched from my balcony, he smiled and gave me a good morning wave.

I quite like that - having a stranger say a mumbled "hey, how're u doing?" or just a little wave, however insincere it may be.

Morning light is starting to filter thru now. It's beautiful.
More lights are on. Are they doing assignments? Making breakfast?

The Tir,

xoxox

I miss jogging.

Pound, pound, pound.
Knees bending, locking forward.
The world blurs in slow motion
even as I accelerate in steady motions.
It deafens, false silence.
Except for the
pound, pound, pound
of my heart beat,
of my footsteps.
My worries become
beads of prespiration.
My breath, fast with desperation.
It's calm - almost euphoric.
Temporary relief, mind & body in sync.
Nothing, but
Pound, pound, pound.

-Hadthiah Hazair-

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

And still breathing under my mountain of assignments.

I've yet to study for my exam tomorrow. :(
erk..

Lately, the mortality rate among students at Uni has shot up. Just this week, two students passed away, perhaps of an accident. It is sad. To see young lives go.

The problem me thinks is the lack of proper structure in the car rental services here. ANYONE with an ID can rent a car. I mean, what if the student does not have a valid driver's license. The worst part of it is that these students might not just end up endangering themselves, but also risk the lives of other road users too.

Recently after returning the car keys back to the person I rented a car from:

Me:

Oh, i need my ID back from you.
Car guy:

Okay, wait.. *opens up drawers and pulls out a HUGE pile of student IDs*
Me:

Wow, good business. You got THAT many cars to rent out?

Car guy:

No, some of them died already. Some of them in jail. They all owe me money.

I was saddened by his response. I guess its all about the bottom line for these people.

*tsk*

Off we went...

My sunday in pictures:

Liza, trying to hit me with a crab cracker at Fatty Crab

Didi: I'm too cool to wait

Lunch served & polished. Crab? What crab?

Oooo.. It's Halloween in OU.

Me: Di, u shtink...

Jack O lanterns are sexy. haha

Midnight photo sessions at the Putrajaya Bridge (no.1)

Our designated driver, all the way from Brunei!! SURPRISE!

Teaching Liza the "Sailor Moon" pose. LOL

Nas: Ure not channeling ure inner "Putrajaya Bridge" are you?

Putrajaya Brindge Numero 2.

"Oh, I feel faint in the presence of your masculine lines"

It's time to go into the light now.

Time to BUAT KERJA..
Off to campus.
xoxoxox

I missed Singapore

So, my pre-planned weekend trip to Singapore had to be cancelled due to some last minute plan changes.

*boo-hoo* :(

Been busy with a few things, but had an interesting Sunday yesterday. Will post up photos and anecdotes later. Have to run to campus.

*Booo-hoooooooo* I WANT SINGAPORE NO SIGNBOAD WHITE PEPPER CRAB!!!!!!!!